"Well... although there is no mandatory requirement, Mr. Isidor probably won't be able to sell a single copy, right? There are no necromancers in the entire Grimdor, and I don't think anyone would be interested in this. It would be better to take Miss Nymega to the market as soon as possible. There are vendors selling jewelry on the street behind." Dora May recommended. "Get away, you obscene big-breasted monster! You can't seduce your master, so you come to seduce me? I'm an adventurer, I don't care about any jewelry! Besides, there are so many people in Grimm, I don't believe that there is no one who knows the value of jewelry?" Nymega said loudly. "Hmph, when it comes to breast size, you're no less impressive, are you? If I'm vulgar, what are you? And let me tell you, in Grimdor, no one buys this kind of thing! No one has one! You'd better put them in public toilets and use them as toilet paper!" Dora May was also angered by what Nymega said, and she started to scold Isidor through him. "Hmph, don't be so absolute about everything. Who knows? An old man who knows the value of things might come along and buy them all at once!" Nimega retorted immediately, but the dismal sales results made her words sound unconvincing. "Haha, you obviously know that this is impossible. It's really sad to sacrifice your intelligence in exchange for a big breast." Dora Mei deliberately puffed out her chest and said to Nymega with disdain. At this moment, a woman wearing a hood and a robe that covered her entire body came over quietly and asked Isidor, "Boss, I'll pay fifty gold coins. Can you sell all of these to me?" "Fifty-five-five-fifty gold coins?! Are you crazy?" Dora Mei, who had just asserted that these books could not be sold, looked at the woman in shock. Her surprise was justified; in the market, gold coins were usually worth about ten times as much as silver coins. In other words, the price of fifty gold coins is equivalent to a full five hundred silver coins. Even if this price is evenly distributed, it has exceeded Isidor's initial offer of five silver coins per book! "I'm not crazy. If possible, please pack them for me immediately. Also, I want to know, has anyone bought these books before me?" asked the hooded woman.
"No, everything is here! Nimega, pack up for the guests!" Isidor ordered quickly. "Hahaha, I knew there would always be people in Grimdor who know what's good. My dear, I will pray to the gods for you every day!" Nymega happily packed the books into the box and gave Dora May a provocative look. “There’s no need to pray. After all, I’m a person without faith.” The hooded woman said with a wry smile. Just then, a breeze lifted the woman's hood. Although she quickly reached out to hold it down, Isidor still got a glimpse of her face under the hood. "Sir, the books you ordered are a bit heavy. Do you need us to deliver them to your residence?" Nimega packed the books into two boxes and brought them to the woman, then asked enthusiastically. "No need, here are fifty gold coins, you can count them in front of me." The woman said, reaching out a hand from under her cloak and throwing a bulging purse on the animal skin. "No need, I trust you!" Nimega said with a proud smile. "Well, goodbye." The woman reached out and picked up the two boxes, then walked briskly and disappeared into the crowd like a shadow. "Sorry, it seems I've been worrying too much. Goodbye." Dora Mei couldn't stand Nymega's smug look, so she turned around and left. Isidor seemed stunned as he looked at the hooded woman's departing back. "Hey! Everyone has left! If you want to see beautiful women, just look at me!" Nimega said dissatisfiedly. "The woman who just bought the book seemed to have brown skin, much darker than the average person," said Isidor. "What's so strange about this? Adventurers are often outdoors. If they don't apply magic sunscreen ointment regularly like me, they will easily get tanned. Do you like the style of dark-skinned hot girls? Then I won't apply ointment in the future." said Nymega. "No, it's not a question of likes or dislikes. If a person is tanned, at least the palms should be their original skin color. But the woman just now, including her palms, were brown. And when the wind blew up her hood, I seemed to see a pair of pointed ears." Isidor explained. "Pointed ears? I was busy putting books away and didn't see anything. Do you suspect she is a goblin? No, no, a goblin's skin should be gray or green. There are no brown-skinned goblins." Nymega laughed. "What about other pointy-eared races? Could she be an elf? No, that's not right. Elves should have very fair skin, much whiter than ordinary humans." Isidor shook his head. "There are elves with black skin. People generally call them 'dark elves', but this race became extinct a long time ago, so it's unlikely. Forget it, why bother about that? What race she is is none of our business." Nymega said as she collected the animal skin, rolled it up and carried it on her back. "How should I put it? Although there is no evidence, I always feel that she is very dangerous. Her eyes give me a feeling that I will be killed if I get close to her." Isidor said with a frown. "Okay, forget about that. He's our big customer! We have fifty gold coins now, let's go to the street behind to look at the jewelry!" Nymega said impatiently.
"Huh? Aren't you interested in jewelry?" Isidor asked. "Master, what are you talking about? What woman would not be interested in shiny things?" Nymega said with a bright smile. "Okay, okay! There's really nothing I can do about you." Seeing this, Isidor had no choice but to follow with his purse. Chapter 31 Enemies in a Foreign Land "Master, does this look good on me?" Nymega asked as she picked up a necklace and put it on herself. "Well, this necklace is really big." Isidor nodded. "It's disgusting. You're still making dirty jokes at a time like this." Nymega said, tapping Isidor lightly on the chest. "I mean the pearls are really big. What are you thinking about?" Isidor said. "So you're talking about pearls. I thought you were talking about pearls." Nimica said with a blushing face. "This necklace suits your skin tone very well, and it only costs forty silver coins. It's great value for money," the boss praised. "Boss, please give us a discount. We can't even earn forty silver coins from a mission." Isidor bargained. "Thirty silver coins, no less. These are shipped from the seaside, and the shipping fee alone is a huge sum of money." The boss said in embarrassment. "Forget it if it's so expensive. The agate next door is cheap and beautiful. Let's go take a look." After hearing this, Nymega showed a look of complete loss of interest. She took off the necklace and put it back where it was, then turned and left. "Hey, wait, wait! I'll let you take a small loss and sell it to you for twenty-five silver coins!" The boss hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay. Nymega turned around and pointed two fingers: "I'll buy it for twenty silver coins." "Madam, it can't be any less. I have to make some money too. How about this? I'll give you a jewelry box with a crystal mirror. This box alone costs five silver coins!" said the boss with a wry smile. When Nymega realized that she couldn't cut the tree down, she asked Isidor to buy it. The two were about to walk around again when they suddenly discovered that the pedestrians on the street seemed to be possessed by a ghost and were all walking in a certain direction. "Brother, please tell me, what are you doing over there?" Seeing this, Nimiga grabbed a passerby and asked. "I heard that the Godot Theater is touring there, and in order to warm up for the auction, the tickets are completely free!" said the passerby excitedly. "Master, let's go and take a look too! The Godot Troupe is very famous." Nymega said excitedly. "Well, it wouldn't hurt to go and take a look." Isidor nodded. In this world without mobile phones or the Internet, watching theater performances has become an important part of people's entertainment life, and Isidor is no exception. When the two arrived at the performance venue, the audience was already packed with people. The main show had not started yet, but there were still some small-scale performances on the stage to prevent the audience from getting bored. After watching for a while, a masked host finally came to the stage and announced the opening performance of the day: a circus show. Then, several men drove a lion onto the stage. They let a dwarf ride on the lion and then let the lion go through a ring of fire, which caused cheers from the audience. As the Lion passed through the last ring of fire, the dwarf's hair and beard were set on fire by the ring, and everyone laughed as they watched his antics as he hurried to put out the flames.
Only Isidor's face turned pale, and even his whole body was shaking slightly. He stared at the stage, his eyes full of fear and anger. "Master, what's wrong with you? If you're not feeling well, let's go back." Seeing that Isidor's face looked wrong, Nymega asked hurriedly. "No, I'm fine. I should say, there has never been a better time in my life than now." Isidor's eyes were still fixed on the stage, but a ferocious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. "Master, you look so scary. What's wrong?" Nimega asked worriedly. "Nimega, do you know why I can speak human language?" Isidor asked. "Could it be related to those people on the stage?" After hearing this, Nimega had vaguely guessed the reason. "That's right! Not long after I was born, I was sold to a circus as a slave. It was all because I had a human-like face. With a little makeup, I could pretend to be a dwarf. They didn't have to pay me wages and could treat me however they wanted. Before I escaped, I suffered a lot from them!" Isidor said with a distorted expression. "Master, I will kill them now!" said Nymega, drawing her dagger. "No, it will be difficult to end the matter in public even if we kill someone. It seems that they are performing with the Godot Troupe and will not leave Grimdor for a while. Let's collect intelligence first, and then act secretly. If possible, I want to capture them alive." Isidor clenched his fists, and his nails were almost all embedded in the flesh. But even though he was so angry, he still did not lose his composure. The sufferings I had endured in the past were still memories from before I awakened, but they were, after all, what I had truly experienced. The pain and humiliation had left a deep mark in Isidor's heart. Now that God had given him this opportunity for revenge, he would return the suffering tenfold. "Then let's go to the Adventurer's Guild to find out about the troupe. In this city, no matter what we do, we cannot do without the support of the Adventurer's Guild. I think they can organize such a large-scale performance, they must have obtained the permission of the guild." Nymega said. "No, this information can only be obtained privately. If we alert the enemy, it will cause trouble. Nymega, you stay here and ask passers-by about the circus. I will go directly to the information dealer." Isidor said. "Good idea! Intelligence dealers only care about money and will never ask about the identity of the buyer. This way we can avoid alerting them." Nimega clapped her hands. The two of them split up and went to gather information separately. The intelligence dealer was indeed very professional. After Isidor paid a huge sum of five gold coins, the ancestral graves of the entire circus were almost dug up. "Master! I found out: this circus and the Godot Troupe are just temporarily cooperating. To be more precise, the Godot Troupe hired them to warm up the performance. They will stay here for half a month until the auction is completely over." Nymega returned to her residence exhausted and said excitedly to Isidor as soon as she entered the door. "It's basically the same as the information I bought. However, they are currently living with the theater troupe in the room provided by the Adventurer's Guild. There are guards patrolling there, so it might be difficult to take action directly." Isidor said. "Then, should we wait until they leave the town and then attack them on the road? Given their status, even if they have guards, they are at most B-level adventurers. You and I can easily deal with them." Nymega said. "That would have too many variables, so it can only be used as a last resort. But fortunately we still have time. I need to become stronger in a short period of time so that I can have a greater chance of winning." Isidor said. "In half a month, even if we practice every day, we won't be able to improve our strength much, right?" Nimega said. "That's true for ordinary people, but I'm not ordinary people." Isidor said, opening an exquisite box. "Eh? What are those?" When Nymega saw the various strangely shaped props in the box, she had a bad feeling for a moment. "This is a magical tool that will be used later. Anyway, I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Isidor said as he picked up a ball of rope and gave Nymega an evil smile. “Master, stop! You look so weird today! Wait, don’t strangle me so hard, ah! Not there, no~ It’s going to become weird, is it really okay to go on like this? It’s going to break, it will definitely break if I’m treated like this... wuwuwuwuwu~” Nimega's mouth was blocked by a small silver ball, and crystal saliva slowly flowed down the ball. This night was destined to become an unforgettable memory in her life. Chapter 32 Auction Trouble
[Ghost value has been increased to 300] [Obtain special skills: Identification] When the system prompt sounded again, Isidor finally put down the magic vibration crystal in his hand and put down the dying Nymega. "Master, if I still had some illusions about your moral standards before, today I can only say: you really know how to have fun." Nymega lay limply on the ground, saying with seductive eyes. "Thank you for your hard work. If possible, I don't want to use this method to improve my strength, but this time is an exception." Isidor fed Nymega a sip of life potion, and then checked his own panel: [Name: Isidor] [Race: Goblin] [Occupation: Ranger] 【Life: 185/185】 [Magic power: 50/50] [Endurance: 205/422] [Spirit: 1/50] 【Strength: 460】 [Agility: 210] [Ghostly value: 300] [Special skills: Hypnosis, Patience, Skill Fusion, Appraisal] [Racial skills: Stick Mastery LV10, Evolutionary Potential LV10, Wild Rage LV10] [Professional skills: Backstab LV1, Agility LV1] The improvement in attributes was mainly due to actual combat over the past month. This time, the increase in the Ghostly Beast Value mainly brought him an increase in the level of Wild Fury and a new skill "Identification". Isidor checked the skill description and found that the full level of Savage Rage could directly increase his strength and agility by 200%. In this way, his strength value could even reach four digits. It was said that this was a height that many S-level adventurers could not reach. The effect of identification is to directly check the personal information of people or objects. Isidor tried to identify Nymega, and the result showed not only her basic stats, but also her race and current weak state. Like hypnosis, this skill does not consume mana and is limited to three times a day. The mere fact that you can query your opponent's current values is enough to give you enough intelligence advantage in battle. And if you identify the item, you can get detailed item data. For example, when Isidor identified the golden sword, he got the following data: [Name: Sword that turns stone into gold] [Quality: Top quality]
[Description: An alchemical creation, with a Midas curse attached. The target touched by the sword will be transformed into a fragile golden structure. If a living person is killed, the target will be marked as a golden skeleton controlled by the sword holder. The number of skeletons is limited to twelve, and they cannot move in the sun.] "It turns out that the golden skull summoned by this sword has these weaknesses. It seems that this identification technique is quite useful." Isidor inserted the sword back into the body of the unconscious Abe, and carried them both to the bed to rest. Isidor decided to use the remaining identification spell on the knot given by Noelle. He was very curious about what kind of description this super item that could completely invalidate even the powerful curse of the necromancer would have. [Identification failed, insufficient authority. ]